The karang guni man came by my house today. Much to my surprise he’s a Chinese Chinese; I could recognize him from his thick accent. That’s the first sign.

He didn’t come with a horn.

He saw my stack of newspapers in the living room and asked me if I wanna sell them off.

I said no and he increased his offer from a dollar to two.

I said no and he persisted in wanting me to let go my stash of newspapers, in his English-fied Chinese-based sentences.

I had to say “wo bu yao, xie xie ni” before he finally walked away.

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